John didn't care though, he was right where he wanted to be. He felt he could sit there for hours, paying honor to this Queen, who sat upon him like a... throne as he licked her out until she told him to stop, or until he had made her reach that blissful orgasmic state of no return.His face buried into her snatch, his tongue began to force it's way inside her pussy. Her lips parted like the red sea, allowing him entry to pleasure the waves within her deep ocean.He could taste the gentle waterfall. He too had leapt upon the goblins as soon as the fire roared to life. The detonations gave him pause as well. He saw that the dwarves and Venaru were also staring at the plumes of smoke until forced to defend themselves again.Venaru recovered from the shock of the detonations quickly. He brought his sword back up to its deadly work, cutting down a still gaping goblin, and slicing another as he followed through with the strike.He batted aside a thrown spear, and then leapt forward with. Minus the overcoat, he'd shed that somewhere back in town, having realized how unseasonably warm it was.'The city is warm, the country is cold'. At least that's how he always thought it worked. Fortunately, it was still too cold for fungus and mole to sprout, 'thank god!' He so hated to be out in the open! A million smells and odors to assail his refined senses from every conceivable direction, damn this trip to hell! However, the minister of the interior had insisted."At three god-damn o'clock. Though if I were in my RIGHT mind, I'd NEVER want you wearing my stuff. But let's face it: we're both literally not in our right minds. I think it would be good if we both relaxed in each other's lives for a bit. It's been a stressful day. How about if tonight, you wear my clothes and sleep in my bed and I'll do the same with your stuff. We'll both feel better."I nodded silently."Holler if you need anything!" she said and skipped off into my room, jumped down onto my bed, and picked up another.